What I felt today

Time and again, I want to cry;

So that tears roll down,

My cheeks don’t dry.

Though I have everything

Still, I feel like crying,

When I am alone.

Widows have nothing

Cry days and nights for a living.

I wonder when  I see the tears

coming out from their eyes,

Enough to water the tulsi plants,

They have planted in their yards.

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